
We cleared some space for a veg bed. The pulling of plants made one of our crew very sad. And so we also held some space for our friend, learning more about the type of care this friend needs, and eventually having a good chat about how the garden could sustain small, incremental changes, and the value of working with our garden to grow our own veg. It is so nourishing to experience these things with people who care about us. (And a silly joke from a grown-up that the broken glass we were finding was not native to the UK prompted an excellent correction: stinging nettle needles!)

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